Biggles was saved from a soppy film. Sophie was up to Avengers Infinity War in her watching of the Marvel franchise. Biggles, confident that he knew most of the back stories from the films he had already watched with Sophie, was content with that choice. He didn't think it would be the sort of film that he'd watch over and over again, but he expected it would be easy viewing. He wondered what else the evening would bring.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Biggles could only presume that he had a knack for this work and had somehow found himself in a situation where this became apparent. He had certain ideas on when this might have happened, based on how cagy Algy was answering certain questions and hoped to be proved right when he recovered his memories.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Sophie slipped to the floor and rested her back against the sofa, moving rather closer to Biggles as she did so. 'Sorry, my back's sore,' she apologized. 'I'm better down here on a harder surface until it recovers.'

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Biggles found a tube of DeepHeat, read the instructions and brought it out to rub into Sophie's neck. She was relieved that he was co-operating to this extent and he, feeling the knotted tension in her muscles, wondered yet again if she was genuine or following orders.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Biggles washed his hands very, very thoroughly. He didn't want that ointment transfering itself to any other part of him. Sophie had enjoyed the feel of Biggles's hands upon her, but wished he'd found anything other than the DeepHeat to use. There was a nearly full tube in the bathroom cabinet because she'd tried it on a muscle strain once, disliked how it felt and put it in there rather than the bin for a reason she couldn't currently remember.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Sophie caught Biggles looking at her. She smiled at him and asked him a question about the film, but Biggles was quite sure that he'd caught a look of relief on her face. He made his mind up. She had been given instructions to seduce him.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

Biggles considered his predicament. He realised that he wasn't too disturbed by his potential role but he really wanted to be sure Sophie wanted to for her own sake, not because she'd been ordered to. He wondered how to find out.

'Major Bigglesworth' said Von Stalhein coldly, 'there are times when I seriously wonder if you were created by the devil just to annoy me.'

“Don’t “ was Algy’s uncompromising and surprising reply when he was consulted later in the evening. “At least, not until you know definitely. You risk being compromised yourself and getting into all sorts of trouble with Intellignce.”

The Decision to Survive - A good pilot is both born and made. The best would look upon his work as a combination of adventure and a serious mission. – Major General Sir Frederick Sykes